 Zitza!" from thy shady brow, Thou small, but favour'd spot of holy ground ! Where'er we gaze, around, above, below, What rainbow tints, what magic charms are found! Rock, river, forest, mountain all abound, And bluest skies that harmonize the whole :...  The works of ... lord Byron - Стр. 83авторы: George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1812 - Страниц: 528
...from thy shady brow, Thou small, but favour'd spot of holy ground ! Where'er we gaze, around, above, below, What rainbow tints, what magic charms are found...the distant torrent's rushing sound Tells where the volum'd cataract doth roll Between those hanging rocks, that shock yet please the soul.'' We will now... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1812 - Страниц: 506
...from thy shady brow, Thou small, but favour'd spot of holy ground ! Where'er we gaze, around, above, below, What rainbow tints, what magic charms are found...the distant torrent's rushing sound Tells where the volum'd cataract doth roll Between those hanging rocks, that shock yet-please the soul. XLV1II. Amidst... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1812 - Страниц: 314
...from thy shady brow, Thou small, but favour'd spot of holy ground ! Where'er we gaze, around, above, below, What rainbow tints, what magic charms are found...the distant torrent's rushing sound Tells where the volum'd cataract doth roll Between those hanging rocks, that shock yet please the soul. 84 XLVIII.... | |
 | Anonymous - 1812 - Страниц: 512
...from tliy shady brow, 'Thou small, but favour'd spot of holy ground! Where'er we gaze, around, above, below, What rainbow tints, what magic charms are found...the distant torrent's rushing sound Tells where the volum'd cataract doth roll Between those hanging rocks, that shock yet please the soul. XLV1II. Amidst... | |
 | 1812 - Страниц: 708
...ground ! Where'er we gaze, around, above, below, What rainbow tints, what magic charms are fouqd ! Rock, river, forest, mountain, all abound, And bluest...volumed cataract doth roll Between those hanging rocks, thatihock yet please the soul, ' Amidst the grove that crowns yon tufted hill, Which, were it not for... | |
 | Frederick Sylvester North Douglas - 1813 - Страниц: 222
...and fork which politeness enjoined. * " Where'er we gaze, above, around, below, , ' " What various tints, what magic charms are found, : " Rock, river, forest, mountain, all abound; weather, both the Ionian and Egean seas are sometimes to be discovered; 'and I have understood it to... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - Страниц: 322
...from thy shady brow, Thou small, but favour'd spot of holy ground ! Where'er we gaze, around, above, below, What rainbow tints, what magic charms are found...the distant torrent's rushing sound Tells where the volum'd cataract doth roll Between those hangingrocks, that shock yetplease the soul. Amidst the grove... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - Страниц: 498
...from thy shady brow, Thou small, but favour'd spot of holy ground! Where-e'er we gaze, around, above, below, What rainbow tints, what magic charms are found!...Between those hanging rocks, that shock yet please th,soul. XLIX. Amidst the grove that crowns yon tufted hill, Which, were it not for many a mountain... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - Страниц: 826
...bribery. In this contest there were several acts performed not unworthy of the better daya of Greece. i Rock, river, forest, mountain, all abound, And bluest...Between those hanging rocks, that shock, yet please, the toul. Amidst the grove that crowns yon tufted hill, Which, were it not for many a mountain nigh, Rising... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - Страниц: 906
...from thy shady brow, Thou small, but favour'd spot of holy ground! Where'er we gaze, around, above, below, What rainbow tints, what magic charms are found!...torrent's rushing sound Tells where the volumed cataract dot^Toll Between those hanging rocks, that shock yet please the soul XLIX. Amidst the grove that crowns... | |
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